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thought i saw
a bird on high
all glory in his bright array
he didn't stop
i had to sigh
i will not be a friend today

many's the time
that he would land
brilliant plumage on the wing
perch there boldly
on my hand
such a strange resplendant thing

peacock blue streaks
'round the eyes
breast as red as sealing wax
wings like
orange leaves i prized
and pressed in books
in mem'rys cracks

he would warm me
with his breath
with wings to flap
and feathers fan
now he leaves me to my death
i only a small woman

so now he's but
a memory
likened to remembered dream
now a part of history
I can't recall his song
his gleam

all about me
darkness falls
it's a black and dreary day
his beautiful eyes
i can't recall
and so
the bright bird

flew away


soulsurvivor
(c) 6/17/2015